The Pick-Up Songtext
von Sufjan Stevens
The Pick-Up Songtext
All things past in the pick-up
Found my brother′s badge
Abraham is live and well in the pick-up
And his wife casts no more spells
In the pick-up
Found myself in the pick-up
Seatbelt on my lap
And my sister with her braids
In the pick-up
Kissed my mother on the face
In the pick-up
Clapping with the human race
In the pick-up
Found my brother′s badge
Abraham is live and well in the pick-up
And his wife casts no more spells
In the pick-up
Found myself in the pick-up
Seatbelt on my lap
And my sister with her braids
In the pick-up
Kissed my mother on the face
In the pick-up
Clapping with the human race
In the pick-up
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